24 "His heart is as hard as a stone, Even as hard as a lower millstone.
25 "When he raises himself up, the mighty fear; Because of the crashing they are bewildered.
26 "The sword that reaches him cannot avail, Nor the spear, the dart or the javelin.
27 "He regards iron as straw, Bronze as rotten wood.
28 "The arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones are turned into stubble for him.
29 "Clubs are regarded as stubble; He laughs at the rattling of the javelin.
30 "His underparts are like sharp potsherds; He spreads out like a threshing sledge on the mire.